I have no idea what happened, but somehow (I think I was in sandy whoops) I flipped over my handle bars at a pretty high speed. I remember flying off my bike, but don't remember the crash or picking up my bike and starting back on the trail. The strangest part: I like "lapsed" back into my dream from the former night... and it wasn't until nearly the END of the last loop that I "zoned" in again and realized I was still racing and that I had to finish... It was, by far, the most strange thing that has happened in a while. I was completely zoned. Overall, I'll take 2nd place in points for this race, which makes me mad because I ALMOST HAD HER and I tried my very hardest, boo hoo. TRISH WINS AGAIN!?!!!!
We spent the day cooking grub for the crew and my head kinda hurt. It wasn't until later that night when we all went back out to the hot-pots that the pain really kicked in full-steam. Since then, my head has hurt SOOOOO bad, and my neck is still so hurtie all the way around and down through my shoulder blades. That's not all-- you should see the black and green bruise on my hip, 'oly crap. ?!
Chris raced the first loop and opted out of the 2nd loop because he was cramping up so bad, so he'll have another DNF (Did Not Finish) on his points record for the year. Don't quite know where he is in the running for his class this year. Gotta try and keep him out of the pits (and out of the Captain Morgan) if he's gonna place this year!
We had a blast at this race and we had a really fun time hanging out with Landry & Mandy, Cole & Carrie, Britt & John, and the other fabulous desert folk we've grown so attached to. Love 'em all!